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Eight hundred and seventeenth chapter a little weak legs

"This black market king is not a hot topic. Isn't it enough to manage this place with a strong and powerful person who also has the ultimate background?" Liu Feng raised his hand and pointed at Yao Xiansen as he spoke.

That's right, Yao Xiansen told Liu Feng that he could come to the auction late, and the two brothers of the Zhong family gave him face because he also had a background in the Zhong family, and his strength was comparable to Chilong, the world's number one killer. As a Hebrew, he was also an Asian. There was absolutely no problem for him to be the new king of the black market.

"I'll go, if you don't jump into the pit, you'll get me?" Yao Xiansen pointed at his nose and pointed at Liu Feng, "Boy, don't mess with me!"

"What do you think of? No one cares about the Asian black market?" Liu Feng asked.

Chi Long nodded at this time, "I also think it's very suitable for Yao Xiansen to be the new king of the black market. He has managed slave farms in the Arab region and has management experience. The most important thing is that Lao Yao is very courageous. In order to improve his martial arts strength, he actually gave me a reward and asked me to kill him. The king of the black market is the best choice for him."

"What you said makes sense!" Xiao Ming also nodded repeatedly.

"I think he is the most suitable, too." Han Yichen echoed.

"Mr. Yao Xiansen has lived in the Palestinian and Israeli region for a long time, and has the identity of one person to one golden force in the Western underground world. You are the most suitable."

"That's right, Mrs. Mu Long and I are willing to support Mr. Yao."

Mrs. Mu Long and Wu Lianghai also liked it.

Yao Xiansen waved his hand and said, "Okay, you want to cheat me, I can jump. However, you should know that after King Yan Liu came here, he tossed the entire Asian black market and was in chaos. I had no subordinates. How could I manage the black market?"

"This is easy to deal with, my underworld won't be in vain."

Liu Feng raised his hand and put his arms around Han Xingrui's shoulder and said, "Old Han, you are my brother-in-law. If you do a favor, you can stay with these Lao Yao. It's okay, you can compete with Lao Yao. Maybe one day you will advance. I will pick two teams in the underworld to give you and Lao Yao. Can you do it?"

Han Xingrui nodded and said, "Okay, it's enough to delay my marriage with Pei Li at the end of the year."

"It's really promising!" Liu Feng said with a smile: "Don't worry, it won't delay your wedding with my Senior Sister Su. Lao Yao is in charge here, so there shouldn't be any more worrying about it, but I killed the masters of the Indian imperial clan and the Xiyata clan..."

"I understand, if these people dare to come here, I will leave them to me. My fist will cover everything." Han Xingrui said.

...

An hour later, Liu Feng returned to his room.

It was already late at night, and Liu Feng and others decided on the new queen of the black market like a joke, and they had to go back to their room to rest!

But as soon as he entered the room, Liu Feng frowned because the seriously injured Yamamoto Yumimei disappeared.

"This girl..."

Liu Feng walked into the bedroom and saw a letter paper on the head of the bed, which only wrote a few simple sentences, "I'm leaving. We were enemies before, but we won't be there in the future. It's really too cruel to me. I want to do what I want to do, don't look for me. You haven't owe me anything, and we won't see you again in the future."

"She's gone, it's a good ending."

At this moment, Yang Shiwen walked in from outside and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, you have a lot of debts for love. People are really worried that you will have a unclear relationship with this Japanese woman!"

Ahem!

Liu Feng coughed twice, and only he knew that he and Yamamoto Yumimei had long had a unclear relationship, but if they really didn't meet again in the future, it seemed that their relationship would be clear.

"Well, Shiwen, why are you here to my room so late? Are you lonely? Want to follow Brother Feng..."

"That's not the case. They are just here to see you and tell you that this young lady is not a casual woman. I will not let you get mine before the formal marriage."

Yang Shiwen's pretty face rose with a red glow and turned her back.

Liu Feng hugged Yang Shiwen's slim waist, held her in his arms, sniffed the faint fragrance between Miss Yang's hair, and said, "In two years, I must reach the level of Martial Saint, and then go to the ultimate place. But I promise you that before going to the ultimate place, I will definitely give you a real wedding."

"Yeah!" Yang Shiwen nodded slightly, leaning against Liu Feng's arms, her pretty face turned redder, and she was also moved by Liu Feng's words.

However, Liu Feng's next words dissipated all Yang Shiwen's touch.

"After you get married, the bridal chamber will be reasonable! I won't see if I do..."

oops!

Before Liu Feng could finish his words, Yang Shiwen broke free from Feng Ge's arms and ran out with her face covering her face.

"Girl, it's not that none of you have ever slept in bed, you're just that last step, you're still so shy." Liu Feng smiled, turned around and took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.

When Liu Feng let go of the hot water and took a shower, An An slipped in again and locked the door.

oops!

A minute later, the bathroom door was opened, An An walked in, hugged Liu Feng from behind, and gently rubbed Liu Feng's strong chest and abdominal muscles.

"Damn, An An, can you be more reserved?" Liu Feng lost all the hooliganism he had when he teased Yang Shiwen just now, but he was like a teased little fellow.

An An put his hot little face on Liu Feng's back and said shyly: "I practiced dual cultivation techniques. Brother Feng, your skill has broken through again today, and you have suddenly become very attractive to An An. If you practice dual cultivation, maybe An An can also reach the Tiangang level at once."

"This, this, this..."

"Oh, stop this and that, not the first time."

...

The next morning, Liu Feng and his party took a boat to leave the black market island and return to Hong Kong.

An An stood on the front deck of the yacht, smiling at the sea breeze, and was in a great mood.

"Wow, An An, I didn't expect you to break through to the initial level of Tiangang, and you were even one step faster than me." Nangong Xue has always been cold, but at this moment, her eyes were full of envy.

Peng Jiaqi also looked at An An up and down, and said in a worshipful tone: "An An, I also want to reach the Tiangang level. What should you do if you teach me?"

"Yes, yes, teach me too." Nangong Xuedao.

"Okay, then I'll tell you..."

Three hours later, the yacht returned to Hong Kong, and then Liu Feng was secretly called back to the hotel by Nangong Xue and Peng Jiaqi.

The next morning, Xiao Ming came to find Liu Feng. The three-day bet had arrived and they had to go to Macau.

But Liu Feng was obviously a little fluttering when walking today, as if his waist and knees were sore.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Xiao Ming asked with concern.

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night and my legs were a little weak."
Chapter completed!
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